Date: Tue, 25 Oct 2016 01:49:45 -0500
From: Charles Smythe
Subject: Quandrell-[CS-27]-part-1-of-1
Quandrell
Part-1-of-1
I couldn't believe that my friend Quandrell's big dick got me so excited.
Quandrell and I had fooled around a little at the start of our senior year,
jacking each other off until I cut it off because I started dating my
future wife Barbara. Then one night right after graduation Quandrell and I
found ourselves alone, no dates and none of our other friends were around.
I thought we'd just jack each other off like we use to but when Quandrell
unbuckled his belt, unbuttoned his Levis and unzipped his fly and then
eased his pants down, his massive cock sprang up and stood quivering
between us and something came over me. His cock had grown a good three
inches or more during the course of our senior year. It was at least eight
uncut inches plus of thick shaft with a reddish/purple head with rigid
cords running its length. I stepped toward him, stopping with his cock
wavering back and forth only inches from my face. His cock was so much
bigger than my five inches, I was mesmerized. I was so surprised I couldn't
quit staring at it as I stroked it. I remember thinking, "Damn his dick is
heavy."
I'd never even thought about sucking him before and suddenly I was trying
hard to resist the urge.
I was suddenly so anxious to suck my first cock that my resolve didn't last
long. I dropped to my knees, ready for my first taste of cock. As he put
his hands on my shoulders, I just dove in and we both experienced a
first...me, sucking a cock and Quandrell getting his cock sucked.
This was almost too much for me. I was shaking from head to toe with the
excitement of the entire situation.
I started stroking Quandrell huge cock and reveled in its growth. Not
really knowing what to do, I stroked it as I lowered my face down and
started to suck lightly on his balls.
I nervously sent a testing tongue up length of his thick hard shaft. I
licked the tip with vigor and then leaned forward and slowly took the head
of Quandrell's cock into my mouth. Because his cock was so large I took my
time working the head and first inch or so of his shaft into my mouth. As I
started to work more and more of Quandrell's cock into my mouth, I realized
how intensely horny I was. Until now I had been too apprehensive and too
confused to notice how stiff my cock was.
Still working his cock into my mouth, I looked up and caught his eye. I
hesitated. This was all happening so fast. Five minutes ago Quandrell and I
was having a nice conversation and now I was on my knees sucking his cock.
I was now fully focused on cock. I'd worked his cock into my mouth and was
now rhythmically suck on it. Not surprising, I was enjoying the feeling of
his hard cock in my mouth. I started to pick up speed as my mouth moved up
and down on Quandrell's cock. I was really getting into sucking his cock. I
pulled away from his cock and then slid it back into my mouth, licking his
shaft and his balls and deep-throating his cock to the point of almost
gagging.
Quandrell was squirming around and making all kinds of, "ugh, ugh, ugh,"
noises. I felt him grab my head and started moving his hips back and forth,
thrusting his cock into and out of my mouth.
Then he stopped me and sucked me for a few minutes but I'd been sucked
before by Barbara so I just watched him thinking about getting back on his
cock.
Once I got him to switch back and he was in my mouth again my arousal
continued to rise as I sucked on his cock. Grabbing my head again,
Quandrell chuckled, "You like to have your face fucked don't you?" Without
waiting for an answer he started working his hips. Quandrell's firm ways
and assertive posture was exciting me tremendously. I looked up at him as
he continued to fuck my face and nodded. At this point, I was sure that
Quandrell knew that he had me. That he could use me anyway that he wanted,
that I was there for his enjoyment.
Quandrell continued to hold my head while he fucked my mouth. I realized
that right now I was only along for the ride and I just relaxed and enjoyed
getting my face fucked. Soon his big head was bumping the back of my throat
and I was on the verge of gagging on Quandrell's big cock as he continued
to slam it into my mouth.
I could feel his cock getting even stiffer and knew Quandrell was about to
cum so I readied my mouth and throat for his onslaught as best I could. He
started thrusting his cock harder and faster into my mouth. Then all at
once Quandrell thrust deeply into my mouth and held my head firmly over his
cock. I could feel his cock jump as it spurted his cum deep in my throat.
Spurt after spurt was deposited in my mouth. I worked to contain it but
some cum slipped out of the corners of my mouth, down my chin and on to my
shirt.
"Oh shit, Charles that was fucking great. You really are a good cocksucker."
I sat back on my heels panting from just being face fucked. "That was
awesome," I stammered with a big grin plastered on my face.
Quandrell reached down and helped me to my feet. I looked down and saw a
couple of drops of cum on my shirt. I went to wipe them off. "No, don't.
Leave them. No one will know that they're cum stains but you and me," said
Quandrell. I smiled sheepishly and left them. I found them somehow very
erotic.
When the rest of the guys got there, the two drops of Quandrell's cum was
still on my shirt. I thought to myself what an amazing turn of events...I've
been here thirty minutes and had already been on my knees sucking
Quandrell's hard cock, I was induced to leave cum on my shirt. I was
incredibly excited as we sat around drinking beer. The guys were all so
busy drinking that no one seem to notice except Brandon, who was setting
off to the side just watching.
I found myself starting to wonder, if Quandrell was going to keep my secret
or would he tell the other guys that I was a cocksucker... a good cock
sucker? And if he did would that be a bad thing?
Since I sucked Quandrell's cock, I've often wondered if had he been about
the same size as me would, it have made me so horny.
I sucked Quandrell several times that summer before he went off to college.
By then my fiancé Barbara and I were making wedding plans so I was too
business to find a replacement for Quandrell. Besides, I was about to get
married and have all the sex I wanted. Boy was I young and so naïve. A
married guy getting all the sex he wanted. What a joke. That was about as
likely as me catching a unicorn.